week 4 - trial

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week four trial



[At 9 AM precisely, the old grandfather clock chimes once again, and the doors to the drawing room are opened. They will remain open until everyone has come inside, after which they will shut behind them. It is not possible to leave on your own, although perhaps if you have a specific purpose the hostess will allow you to go, as long as you are accompanied by a partner.

The room is set up comfortably, with several tables by the fireplace set out to assist with the trial. The Hostess will also remain in a seat near the fireplace, next to the scales on the mantle. At lunch, the doors will open to bring in a large meal on an automatically rolling buffet, and at 3 PM, tea and finger sandwiches will be served. You'll be able to enjoy the trial in comfort, of course, but the information cards set out on tables will not allow you to forget your true purpose here.

At 7 PM, the trial will adjourn for the day. Players will be escorted by the Hostess to the ballroom, where dinner and wine will be served until 10 PM, at which point players will be required to return to their wings in groups with their wingmates and will be locked in their bedrooms until 8:30 AM the following morning.]

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Comments

[obsideo]

[Marlow picks up one of the pencils, and starts to rub the base of it on her hand. Does dust come away?]

[speakveryclearly]

[It makes a graphite smudge, not dust.]

Sure... Sure, Latvia...

[Making her way to sit at the desk with the slowness expected of someone with a gun to her head. She takes the very softest of her pencils and looks at him, flickering nervously.]

Any - do you have any requests?

[balzams]

Uh... N-not really. Whatever you feel comfortable drawing.

Unless Miss Marlow has any requests?

[obsideo]

Doesn't really matter to me.

[speakveryclearly]

I should have expected that...

[So she begins to draw. The picture that emerges? Herself in a noose.

The whole smudging thing is clearly not happening as she described at all. The paper is practically getting more smudged than the glove.

Her finishing flourish is to ink the Virgo symbol on her drawn self's dress with her jade green pen. Then she neatly tears the paper out and hands it to Latvia.]

You can keep that. In my culture that [tapping the symbol] is as good as a signature.

[There is a short pause and then she speaks in a small voice]

If it's all the same to you I think I'll just make my way back to the drawing room now.

[obsideo]

That's fine by me. I think we saw what we needed to see.

[She looks sort of disgusted.]

Well...you didn't mean to, but you may have saved Susan's life, anyway. Still, I can't forgive someone who'd kill somebody else over an object.

[balzams]

[Latvia takes the paper carefully between the thumb and index fingers of his hands, trying to touch as little of it as possible. He's not sure it's something he really wants in his possession]

Um... Th-thank-you.

I-if it's not too much trouble, um... C-could we also keep the gloves as evidence?

[speakveryclearly]

Of course you can, Latvia. [She removes the dirty gloves, leaving her untouched black gloves intact underneath, and they land on the surface of the table.]

Please, Felicia, understand me once you find out the true significance of my object, if you must, but don't allow me that moral advantage at all. I didn't plan well enough who to frame; Miss Sto Helit was actually the only other suspect I had any hope to see executed, in spite of my personal fondness of her.

[obsideo]

I'll try to understand, but I can't forgive murdering someone who has nothing to do with it no matter how important it is.